Rebirth of the tyrant love husband

"How does the Immortal Venerable know that I am here?" He was still in shock, looking at Shen Yan in a daze.

"Follow me!"

Shen Yan's Ice Soul Sword was out of its sheath, and she quickly picked up Gu Wanqing, who was tightly bound by Fengling Whip, and the two of them stepped on the Ice Soul Sword and ran straight to the outside of the ghost city.

"My lord, don't leave..." Gu Wanqing heard a faint voice of complaint.

He couldn't help but look back.

"Don't look behind!" Shen Yan, who was standing behind him, immediately covered his eyes with a red cloth, "This is Princess Yurou casting a spell."

Blindfolded with a red cloth, Gu Wanqing finally couldn't see Princess Yurou's appearance, but there was no light, her body lost her balance, she staggered and almost fell off the Bingpo Sword.

At this time, an arm tightly wrapped around his waist, and his body immediately stuck to Shen Yan behind him.

"Xianzun, you...you..." His face turned "shua" into a liver color, and he kept hemming and hawing.

"Quiet!" Shen Yan remained expressionless, always on guard against the intermittent voice of Princess Yurou behind her.

Gu Wanqing shut her mouth wisely.

The wind was fierce, and the hair on the sideburns around his ears was blowing. He shrank his neck and shivered. He was only wearing a thin coat now, and this was a winter of ice and snow.

"You put on my clothes."

Shen Yan seemed to notice that his body was shaking, without further ado, she untied the belt of the white cloak with her other free hand, and put it on him.

The cloak with Shen Yan's body temperature tightly wrapped Gu Wanqing's body, and Gu Wanqing's frozen body immediately warmed up.

"Xianzun, are you... cold?"

"not cold."

In the days that followed, he only remembered that he and Shen Yan flew out of the ghost city for a long, long time, and when he opened his eyes again, the wind spirit whip that bound his body was gone, and he was still lying on the bed in the bedroom.

"Senior brother is awake?" A joyful voice exploded in his ears.

He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, Zheng Ziqian's handsome face was enlarged before his eyes.

"Where's the immortal?" His body was very weak, and his voice was weak.

"Immortal Venerable?" Zheng Ziqian seemed very dissatisfied with him asking about Shen Yan's whereabouts just after waking up, changed his happy face, and said with a straight neck, "The Immortal Venerable is meditating in the quiet room."

"How many days have I slept?" he asked again.

"Five days."

"Oh." Gu Wanqing remembered the incident of going to the ghost market that night, and was about to ask, when the words came to her lips, she suddenly stopped.

I saw Nie Xiuxiu pushing the door in with a mahogany tray, and he gently placed the tray on the round table in the center of the bedroom.

"Is Ah Wan awake?" Nie Xiu said as he walked towards the bed.

"Wake up." Zheng Ziqian hurriedly stood up and stepped aside.

Nie Xiu walked to the bed, and when he saw Gu Wanqing's eyes open, a look of joy appeared on his face.

"Ziqian, quickly bring the porridge on the table to Ah Wan." After he turned his head and ordered, he walked quickly to the door, "I'll tell the immortal."

Gu Wanqing was really starving after lying down for so long without eating or drinking.

Zheng Ziqian frowned and took the porridge bowl, with a look of disgust: "This porridge, can people drink it?"

Gu Wanqing barely sat up, reached out to take the bowl and took a look, only to see a dark sticky unknown object contained in the beautiful blue and white porcelain bowl.

Without thinking about it, he knows that this must be the masterpiece of his good fairy, and he has already experienced the lotus cake before.

"Should the Immortal not be meditating in the quiet room now?" He stared at the black mass and suddenly laughed.

"Senior brother, what are you laughing at?" Zheng Ziqian didn't expect that Gu Wanqing would find out that he had lied, and felt a little guilty.

"I guess, the immortal must be in the kitchen right now." Gu Wanqing's brows and eyes have been bent into four slits.